I rang the doorbell and was about to ring it a second time when I heard a speaker pop and hum. The feeble voice of an older man said, "Yes? What is it..." "I'm delivering a birthday gift from your wife, Sir." Several small red dots around the door lit up. I recognized them as infrared illuminators. I could not see the camera, but I realized that I was now being viewed by a high end security system. My image would appear in grayscale on a monitor somewhere. I guessed that the camera was probably. When the phallus in my pussy made contact with its owner, I felt the penis in me giving life to the statue. The soft material of Michael’s clothes rubbed against me, his warm hands on my back reassuring and comforting. My legs wobbled as another orgasm approaches. I changed into Isis and she took my body over. I clung to Michael, pulling out his erection, wrapping my mouth around it and sucked on it for dear life. Michael’s cock was my connection to this life and reality. We, Osiris, Isis,. He needed some time to himself to process that concept now that it was becoming a reality. All the same, Tom still found himself stealing a backwards glance over his shoulder as his mother was taking her bra off. All he could see was her bare back and a shallow side view of one breast ... one breast that looked very cute indeed.Tom turned away quickly. He did not like that sudden surge he felt in his penis. Getting an erection over a naked fifty year old stranger was one thing. Getting an. ." she trails off meaningfully, hauling the redhead up by the hair.The blond rises obediently, skittering submissively to her mistress' back and cradling her undead form in her warm, soft cleavage, her fingers trembling with excitement as she gently and softly feels the perfect breasts, kissing her mistress' neck sweetly. She moans softly under her breath as she spreads her legs and grinds against her mistress' hip, her erect clit sliding wetly against the smooth, sweaty skin, her breath hot.